Starlight Casino

[muffinstud]

Vasily doesn't linger. He needs to put some space between him and those... feminine things. He checks to see if any of the rooms down this way are likewise occupied, and scopes the debris to see if there is anything he could fashion into a weapon.

[Knight Errant]

Unfortunatley for Vasily, he seems to have come across a cul-de-sac area of the living quarters. Some benches, fake sky, and a tree in the center as doors to personal rooms ring the area. Some barricaded, half barricaded... closed... or wedged open. There is also a bathroom/showers section.

Behind him, he hears a strange slick cracking sound. Like a shell being pried off of a crab. Followed by muffled moaning. It sounds vaguely like... the maid's voice?

[muffinstud]

Vasily knows better. He needs to ignore what's going on in the other hall. He needs to find a weapon. And yet... he finds himself moving back and poking his head cautiously around the corner. Whatever it is that thing is doing to the girl, it doesn't sound good.

[Knight Errant]

He finds the feminine shaped... thing... with its arms wrapped around the maid... leaning in close... From where he is, he can see its four eyed facemask has been pulled up... resting on top of its silky head of hair. Below it is a stunningly beautiful female face... currently busy kissing the maid deeply on the lips.

After a few moments... she pulls away. The maid flickers her eyes open... and dazedly curtsies... picking up her broom and mincing down the hallway away from Vasily. The girls two big, expressive eyes slide over down the hallway towards Vasily... as she licks her lips.

[muffinstud]

Vasily does a double take. He'd never seen such beauty... the danger of her body only making the allure of her face that much more so. He notices her eyeing him again and starts. These females kept doing this to him... he has to keep his wits about him! But... where could he go? He goes back round the corner, frowning at his cul-de-sac. The only way out was past... her. Unless... He looks to see if there are any spaces large enough in which to hide.

[Knight Errant]

He could attempt to hide in one of the rooms... they all seem empty, though only the ones slightly ajar are obviously open. Or the bath house... As he considers... he hears a slow click... click... coming down the hall towards him. It almost sounds... normal... he hears another giggle. This one not distorted by the mask... Her voice is light... airy... girlish, without a hint of menace. And indeed... he cant seem to think of her as an 'it' any more... not after seeing that face.

[muffinstud]

No matter what she looks like, no matter how disarming she may be, she is something else, something not right. Vasily heads into the baths, trusting in the labyrinth of locker rooms to circle around and leave her inside while he makes his escape.

[Knight Errant]

Click... click... click. Those... high heels? Claws? Draw her ever closer... she must be in the cul-de-sac now... even as he hides himself among the darkened showers and lockers. However, even as he moves to hide... he hears it again... that angelic voice that sends shivers down his spine. This time she... speaks.

"Oh mister maaaaaan~ Are we playing hide and seek...? Come on out... I promise to be gentle... If you make me come find you I might be cross!" Even her warning is delivered playfully... as he hears doors to rooms being pulled open.

"I got your present~! Your little nail filer is so pretty! You should let me give you something back..." There is a metallic screech... she might have just torn a door off its hinges...

[muffinstud]

Vasily winces as she tears a door away. She hadn't grunted... she'd done that effortlessly. He does his best to calm himself... but the tension of keeping himself hid and the unnerving innocence in her voice keep his heart rate and breathing up. He does his best to silently shift around... trying to circle through the locker rooms and put himself between her and the door. He manages to keep on the move... and covers his mouth to keep his breathing from giving himself away. He's so close to the door... so close to escape...

[Knight Errant]

Vasily creeps closer... and closer... heart pounding in his throat as he skirts the woman... Just as he nears the door... his communicator chimes. Its the Overseer. "Vasily, report. Any progress?"

And just like that, her eyes are on him. "There you are..." A wide smile gracing her lips as she turns... slender clawed fingers on her hip. "You made me look for you... its not nice to make a lady wait." She... pouts... and slowly walks towards him. Hips swaying hypnotically.

Fear and allure kept him rooted to the spot for a moment... but the door is at his back. He could still... make a run for it. Or... let himself fall into the deep pinkish red pools of her eyes...

[muffinstud]

The woman is close... his eyes linger on her face, on her hips. She's so... beautiful. He tries to keep his wits about him, and he looks to the door. But... he'd seen her move. She's fast, no doubt faster than him. He gulps and turns back to look at her. He reaches down and opens his comms. "Vasily here. I may not make it back. Make sure the others keep their helmets up at all times. The crew is... is... so beautiful." He drops his comms and stands his ground as she approaches. "I must tell you, I won't let you kill me easily."

[Knight Errant]

"Vasily... Vasily-!" The comm shuts off as the strange creature slinks forwards... equal parts predator... playful... and seductress. Her smile widens at his words. "Kill you~? Oh silly man... I never wanted to kill you..."

In the space of a heartbeat, she is suddenly before him... filling his vision. Her claw slinks forwards... grasping the front of his suit. Pulling him closer. From where he is now... he cant see the mask... her clawed hands... her feminine yet terrifyingly strong form. All he can see is her face. That beautiful... soft face. Her eyes shimmer as she pouts... an angelic expression on her features. "Kiss me..." She whispers... half begging... half commanding.

[muffinstud]

Vasily gulps as he stands there, looking into her idyllic eyes. He recalls what happened to the maid. She had been relatively unharmed... but then again she had been unnatural as well. His options have run out... he might as well make the most of the time he has left. He steps forward, tugging at the claw to remove it from his suit. He will do this on his own terms, not as her toy.

And with that, he locks lips with the angelic face of the demon woman.

[Harri-chan]

Charlie rubbed the sleep from his eyes and squinted up at the pictures on the walls, and then down at himself. The dress rustled as he sat up, feeling his heart fluttering in panic at the idea of being alone. However, as he climbed from the bed, his mind started to slowly clear. He winced, nose wrinkling slightly as his hands pulled at the little dress, the girlyness and childishness suddenly seeming overwhelming. With a groan, he tugged up the skirt, looking down at little white panties with a very small bump in the front.

He couldn't help but wonder how he hadn't freaked out the first time he'd woken up, but being around that woman... it had felt so weird. So good. He moves over towards the brightly coloured door, pulling it open slightly, peering through the gap...



"You need to clean in here. I'll take the kitchen", said Alice, her dress swishing as she turned and headed out through another door. The living room didn't seem too bad. There was a blanket in a pile on the sofa, a few cushions were on the floor. There was a tray on the coffee table with an empty tea pot and china cup, and there were some dolls and doll-sized clothing on the floor near one of the arm chairs.

[Knight Errant]

Vasily gulps as he stands there, looking into her idyllic eyes. He recalls what happened to the maid. She had been relatively unharmed... but then again she had been unnatural as well. His options have run out... he might as well make the most of the time he has left. He steps forward, tugging at the claw to remove it from his suit. He will do this on his own terms, not as her toy.

And with that, he locks lips with the angelic face of the demon woman.

She tenses a moment as he tugs her claw off... then relaxes as he leans in for the kiss... her eyes alight as she makes a little yummy sound... kissing him back. Her lips are so soft... and strangely... sweet. And not in the flattering manner, they literally taste sweet... and strangely floral. As if she was wearing expensive lipstick. Her arms slip around him... pulling him closer as she kisses him deeper... He begins to feel a tingle in his lips. A warm, content feeling washing over him as she kisses him deeper... and deeper. He slowly feels more and more lightheaded... all thoughts beyond kissing the beautiful creature in front of him scattering one by one.

Charlie rubbed the sleep from his eyes and squinted up at the pictures on the walls, and then down at himself. The dress rustled as he sat up, feeling his heart fluttering in panic at the idea of being alone. However, as he climbed from the bed, his mind started to slowly clear. He winced, nose wrinkling slightly as his hands pulled at the little dress, the girlyness and childishness suddenly seeming overwhelming. With a groan, he tugged up the skirt, looking down at little white panties with a very small bump in the front.

He couldn't help but wonder how he hadn't freaked out the first time he'd woken up, but being around that woman... it had felt so weird. So good. He moves over towards the brightly coloured door, pulling it open slightly, peering through the gap...



"You need to clean in here. I'll take the kitchen", said Alice, her dress swishing as she turned and headed out through another door. The living room didn't seem too bad. There was a blanket in a pile on the sofa, a few cushions were on the floor. There was a tray on the coffee table with an empty tea pot and china cup, and there were some dolls and doll-sized clothing on the floor near one of the arm chairs.

Indeed... he felt much more... himself... though that just made the embarrassment of his current situation that more acute. Moving over towards the door... he peers through the gap and... sees a brightly lit indoor playground. Little slides, playhouses, ball pits, and toy corners take up most of the room. A few little kids playing here and there... wide smiles on their faces. And another woman over in the corner... sitting near a low table where a little girl colors in a coloring book. Behind her is the only obvious door...

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Clarke frowns... wondering if he should play along... or try and get out of here. He glance around... no one seemed to be watching... But perhaps he should hedge his bets... clean up the room then try and get out of this mess. That in mind... he goes to fold up the blanket... toss the cushions into place... collect the dolls... and gather up the tray and cups, taking them to the kitchen.